Taken For a Ride
It’s getting obvious that the trip from the computer to the refrigerator is not giving me enough exercise. I’m out of shape. When I look at myself in the mirror, I see a belly getting bigger than my chest. If my body were a fruit, it would be a pear. With a face like an orange and a body like a pear, I decided to do something about it. I got me a mountain bike.
This Saturday, I found the bike staring at me like a dog wanting to go out, so I said, ‘OK’, let’s go to Lake Chabot Park. The bike had a good workout and so did I. I never expected biking around the lake was that tough for a rookie.
I used a combination of riding the bike and walking the bike on the trail. When my thighs got tired, I dismounted and pushed the bike uphill. When that wasn’t enough, I went under the shade pretending to enjoy the view. In the beginning, I was using my feet for braking by placing my feet on the ground. However, I found that going downhill was bad for my sneakers. It was also a meaningless exercise. The bike would just not stop. After a few close calls, I abandoned the idea and concentrated on learning to use the hand brakes.
I stayed in the park for three hours. I didn’t plan on staying that long, but I got lost and couldn’t find my way out.
I guess it would take some time before I get comfortable with this new bike, but I’m getting there. When people don’t step aside like scaredy cats and allow me the courtesy of evading them myself, I would have arrived.
Overall, I consider our first outing in the park a great experience.